Chapter 37: The Big Grain Family and the Little Fang Ye
The whole day was noisy and ended with the cook crying with gratitude.
The maids in the courtyard were cleaned up, and the number of maids decreased by more than eighty, and then twelve more were added.
According to what Fang Chen said before, Aunt Liu has the final say on this matter, but these twelve new ones seem to be quite capable.
The dragon walks and the tiger steps, practice the family!
As a mercenary, Fang Chen also came into contact with some big brothers who practiced martial arts. The really powerful ones could break rocks with one palm.
As for Ascension in the Day, just listen to it.
"Where did Aunt Liu find the maids? Why do they feel like they are all more powerful than the guards?"
Good-looking and talented, my God, is this a good life for the feudal class?
Fang Chen even considered whether to take a few maids out in the future, as it would be both eye-catching and safe.
As soon as I discussed this idea with Aunt Liu, she received a ruthless blow from her: "Gee, Master Yu, this is impossible. Have you ever seen any young master leading a group of maids on the street all day long?"
Twelve maids were arranged by Aunt Liu in the east courtyard to protect Fang Chen. Their names were a bit weird, from Xuan No. 1 to Xuan No. 12.
This title made Fang Chen's whole scalp tingle.
Is it mass-produced? Xuan? Could it be Tiandi Xuanhuang?
He really guessed it right. These are all masters mass-produced by the Queen, but there are not many of them. Among the four divisions of Xuanhuang and Xuanhuang, those with the Tianzi title are all the emperor's servants.
The land names are divided into two waves, one is around the Queen, and the other is in the East Palace.
Each font size corresponds to twelve people, and all twelve people of the Xuan font size were sent to Fang Chen's home, which really shows the Queen's love and care.
"Aunt Liu, tell me, does this belong to my mother back then?"
Fang Chen thought these were all famous women’s soldiers!
Princess Pingyang became famous through fighting, and her ability was no less than that of her brothers Li Shimin. Li Yuan once said that if Pingyang were a man, he would definitely win the position of a virtuous king.
Aunt Liu smiled and said nothing, this young master Yu is really interesting.
"Master Yu, you'd better go out early. Today is the day you have to meet with the farmers."
Fang Chen had not yet woken up. He sat up from the bed with misty eyes and continued to enjoy the special service of dressing him by the three maids named Xuan. He had no choice but to resist.
Whenever Fang Chen tries to break free, he will be restrained by two hands. Although it doesn't hurt, it is inevitably a bit embarrassing!
His little face was red, and he was sighing as he completed a dressing "torture". Looking at the expressions of these little goblins suppressing their laughter, Fang Chen felt like crying but had no tears.
"Okay, Master Yu, let's go!"
As the future housekeeper of Fang Mansion, Aunt Liu will also go with him to meet the banker.
When they came to an open space, a crowd had gathered around them. In total, there were only a little more than the servants of Fang Mansion...
"We have met Mr. Fang!"
Fortunately, Fang Chen emphasized when we first met that there were no hundreds of people kneeling down in worship, otherwise Fang Chen's little heart wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Everyone, get up."
Aunt Liu spoke up for Fang Chen. After all, it would be more honorable for a servant to do this kind of thing than for Fang Chen to do it.
He stood up slowly. To be honest, the banker in this village is definitely the best.
There are half and half men and women, not many young and old, and the youth labor force has reached 80/50!
If it weren't for the fear of being suspected by Fang Chen, Li Shimin would not even arrange for the elderly and children, but would directly send a thousand Zuo Xiaowei.
Aunt Liu moved away and Fang Chen walked up to the crowd.
Looking at the "simple" faces, he felt a little in his heart. From now on, these will all be his own. According to the rules, from today on, he will raise them. If there is a situation of starvation, the government will definitely
Come check yourself.
"Everyone, thanks to the love of the two princes, Fang Chen can have such a place in Zhuangzi. From today on, in addition to the 20% agricultural tax given to the government, I only need 30% of the remaining 80%!"
As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of discussion below, and Aunt Liu and Lao Qin behind Fang Chen also frowned.
"Master Fang, are you telling the truth?"
Some bold farmers asked directly. If it was true, then their harvest next year would be extremely generous.
Fang Chen laughed and said, "I don't bring money with me and I won't take it with me. Why did I lie to you?"
There was a burst of cheers immediately, and Fang Chen quickly raised his hand to suppress the atmosphere, otherwise there would be nothing more to say.
The bankers thought they were lucky to be called here, but they didn't expect Fang Chen to give them a bigger surprise again.
"Winter is approaching. I wonder if you have any leftover grain in your home. In three days, come to my house and each household will receive some wheat grain. They will receive it on a per capita basis. Each person will receive five dou. It is not much, but I, the owner of the village, will give it to you. New Year’s benefits, let’s talk about the rest next year!”
One bucket is equivalent to approximately 12.5 kilograms, which means that on average, each household can receive about 100 kilograms of grain.
"Little Fang is kind!"
"Master Fang is so righteous!"
"Little Master Fang..."
The scene was a little out of control. Fang Chen couldn't understand it. If you want to thank you, just thank you. Why do you have to shout so loudly? Could it be that all the big shots in the Tang Dynasty liked this tone?
The first year since the establishment of Xiaofangzhuang, the annual meeting has come to an end!
There was no way, they couldn't be assigned tasks in winter, not to mention that Fang Chen didn't have anything for them to do.
There are no winter crops or greenhouses in the Tang Dynasty now. He wanted to build a greenhouse, but the price of the glass would make Fang Chen choke to death.
Watching the bankers disperse happily, Fang Chen turned around and asked Aunt Liu, "Aunt Liu, how much money do we have?"
Aunt Liu snorted angrily, but seeing Fang Chen's embarrassed look, she couldn't help but be amused.
"Master Yu, this little food won't cost much!"
Fang Chen patted his chest happily, "That's good, I'm afraid it's not enough..."
Aunt Liu smiled bitterly, the little money you brought is indeed not enough. There are 127 households, at least more than a thousand buckets, which adds up to more than ten loads of grain.
The package that Qin gave to Fang Chen contained a small amount of money, only a dozen guan. According to the price of food in the Tang Dynasty, the price would start at least thirty dan.
Fang Chen spent thirty guan in one breath...
Alas, it's a good thing that you are a prince, otherwise it would be impossible to boast such a Haikou.
Yes, with Li Shimin and Empress Changsun footing the bill, it's a piece of cake.
Fang Chen then said: "Then...can I buy more?"
Aunt Liu couldn't help but shed a cold sweat: "Master Yu, how much do you plan to buy?"
Fang Chen started counting with his fingers, "Look, Aunt Liu, this year is not very good. If a farmer has a thief or gets a strange disease or something, there should always be some food reserves to help them solve the problem, right?" Yes, there are so many people in our family, so many mouths, and we consume a lot every day, um... we should be prepared for any emergencies, do you think so?"
Aunt Liu straightened her mouth, which had been opened in surprise, and nodded dumbfounded, "Master Yu, this is all a waste. What will happen to the monthly salary in our house?"
Fang Chen asked in return: "Can I give you food?"
Aunt Liu thought about it and realized that there was nothing wrong with it, so she nodded in response.
Chapter completed!